You never feel that you have fame. It's always in back of you.

You politicians remain professional because the voters remain amateur.

Why slap them on the wrist with feather when you can belt them over the head with a sledgehammer.

Friendship, if somebody holds out his hand toward you, you've got to reach and take it... There are too many people alone, and if you're lucky enough for somebody to want you as a friend, it's an obligation.

With all the opportunities I had, I could have done more. And if I'd done more, I could have been quite remarkable.

The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower—suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.

It is the ordinary woman who knows something about love; the gorgeous ones are too busy being gorgeous.